256 And respond.

"It's Pride Royal Ivy. … Good evening."

Why would she...?

Retreat from the amazing door, shuddering. But I realized I had kept my pride waiting outside the room and hurried to the door.

"No, you can keep the door closed. Leave it like this.... things that get in each other's way even when there are weird rumors.

The guard has asked me to stay away for a little while, and the voice was definitely hers.

"... what can I do for you? Or is there still not enough apology...

I don't know the intention to visit my room, or why I came here at midnight like this, and I'm confused. Speak to her across the door as she leans her ear against the door.

"It's not so much an errand. Apologies… are not enough.

My chest tightens to that voice without discouragement. He eagled the pendant over his clothes and clenched his chest intact. After all, she still hasn't forgiven me for what I did.

Reaching out to her to like it, everything hit me rudely.

If many women tried to give me the mouthpiece they wanted, it was also stopped by disrespect and knights Arthur and Column.

I stumbled upon Pride cooking, and if you think this I would be happy to eat... on the contrary, I cried and hated him.

I locked myself in my room for a while, and went to the garden to distract myself, and the knights were in Wang Jiu to escort me. If I was confused, I found it in pride, and if I made a hasty apology until then, for some reason, they noticed my prospects and even cursed me.

"You're not stupid."

... It was as if they denied themselves that I was scratching my feet to help my brother or brother.

My common sense... doesn't work for her at all. Just like my brother and brother said. Instead, the more I do, the more I get behind my back and hate you.

It's not just about pride.

The knight Arthur turned an unusual hostile eye, and from the words of her aides, Prince Style I and Chancellor Gilbert, it was also found that all my previous acts would be disrespectful.

Aside from its original purpose as it is, he said even alliances are at stake.

The agony and the sense of crisis mixed and burst in her words.

There was blood on her head, and if she noticed, she was pushing her.

Even I, the boulder, understood that it was a problem act. Yet I couldn't contain my anger and approached her. Plus the Kingsguard knights held me there, and... I even thought it was all over. Instead of an alliance, he said this would not really save the kingdom of Chinensis anymore.

I ended up... not helping my brother, not my brother.

"Don't worry about it.

Suddenly, words were thrown across the door as if they had read my mind. Surprised, her taller voice continues quietly if she looks up.

"My mother, too, is very positive about the alliance. I'm sure everything will be fine.

Gatan, and the door swayed gently. At the same time, I heard her voice through the door from a low position. I understand she's leaning over this door.

"Your brother, too, … will be fine. And it's not your fault.

"... how can you say that?

I don't want to miss her voice like a solitary voice and I keep my back in the door too. Slowly, I heard that voice so clearly that I couldn't think of it going through the door if I kept my hips on the floor.

"Because I'm a predictor. You knew your true purpose and that the kingdom of Chinensis was being targeted… everything, didn't you?

"... then will the kingdom of Chinesis still be... invaded?

In her prediction, she said she saw the kingdom of Chinensis attacked. Then no matter how I scratch, I will still be attacked by the Kingdom of Copelandi.

"It's not necessarily a defeat. That's not why my mother and I are moving. I'm sure the future is starting to change.

"... there is no certainty.

I can't take her word for it and I really deny it. I should have thanked the First Princess for her pity on me.

But she went on to say, "It's okay" again, as if she didn't care.

"What you did.... it sucks and it was far away, but it's not just wrong to come to our country.... Is it for your brother?

Brother.

The words alone hurt my chest to be crushed again. Are you still suffering?

That brother had been cornered by that much, etc.

How's your brother doing, who would have seen it by his side? I didn't even want to see my best friend, my brother, go crazy. Chased by his responsibilities as king, he even disturbed his dependant brother, and now how much he suffers?

... suffering, my brother, my brother.

I couldn't even give back my words to Pride, and my breath was stuck. Stand and bend one leg while you throw it out, try to hold it with your arms and use your strength.

"... Cedric?

You wondered if I hadn't heard back, calling my name. But... I couldn't speak like something was stuck in my throat, and instead I gave it back to her with two knocks with my back hand.

"... it's okay. You'll make it, I promise.

Her voice came back softer than earlier, as if she could see me. I know perfectly well that you are daring to choose words to reassure me.

"I'm here.... It has the kingdom of Friesia. So it's okay."

Giri, eating and tying teeth without thinking. If I hadn't, my voice would have leaked.

"There's only six days left, no.... everything will be over in six days. In just six days, I'll be back with my usual routine.

Raise your disturbing forehead. I bit my trembling lips and held them down, my throat was strangely dry as it ached.

Why, she's going to...!

Why, despite all the favors from me.

Why are you getting so many tricks from me...

Why, while you say you hate me, you say you won't forgive me...

Why...

"Why do you care?"

My throat cramped and my voice rippled.

There was surprisingly no tension in the vomiting voice, some of it clamped, and still more stuck in the back of my throat if I managed to say it out.

I don't know this woman.

Why do you care so much about me?

He didn't show me any favor, and yet he pulled my hand twice.

Why do you hang these kind words, saying you don't forgive me, saying you don't like me?

"Huh... stop...!... don't make me expect...... I'm sorry...

If I can help, if I can save you, I don't want you to climb up to the word and be dropped into despair.

Get back on track, do extra things,... such ugliness.

Everything I do is behind my back.

I was wrong about everything.

This is the end of the sentence that throws away everything you need to learn.

Cover your face with both hands and groan.

I want to reject her words, but I want to hear them, and I can push my mouth against my hands without knowing what to do, and I can put my strength into my fingers covering around my eyes.

"It's not for you.... This is,... just a sin.

Her words were lightly unleashed.

When silence flowed without understanding what it meant, she closed her words and went on.

"Because I know. Someone whose family can't do anything or grieve knowing that their loved ones fit their hard eyes.... many.

A lot of people. The words were sinking somewhere heavy. My back was further rounded so that I could be drawn to its weight. What the hell has she seen the same age as me?

"... that's why I'm here. I hate you, too. It would be annoying if I could come.

No. I'm not the one who hates you.

What I hate is you.

"You must hate me. I hate you for once...!

That's what I wanted to say, but I didn't speak with thirst. Thirst and cramps bite him to death so desperately that he is not noticed beyond the door.

But my resistance goes on to say "to it," too. I attribute it to blisters in her words.

"Something too long at night to cry alone.

... I felt my eyes open.

Take a breath and understand the meaning of the word. Keep your hands away from the face that was covering your hands and stare at your palms with a blurred vision. She was badly wet with tears, water accumulated, and passed from wrist to arm. He was equally damp if he peeled his cheeks and neck at his fingertips.

Desperately, he said he bit his voice to death.

I wanted to say why I found out, but I stopped. I didn't want to admit her words and pierced the silence as it was.

"... you can cry. I told you, didn't I? Because I'm on your side now.

Give up and sip your nose hard, letting your feet stand and hug each arm in. He said he had only shown this to his brother or brother.

Push your eyes against your knees and overflow without stopping you from crying. "There's no way I can look like this," he replied in a ragged voice. I've already exposed her to ugliness twice. I will not forgive myself any more.

But she has slammed relentlessly with honesty, saying, "You don't see it because it's through the door."

"Besides, you don't have to fix it with someone you don't like. So it's okay to make a weak noise. …… you were so desperate.

Mine, I proclaim it as if I knew everything.

Who is she really?

My nose clogged and my tears went into my mouth if I breathed with my mouth while eating and tying my teeth. My throat cramped and I couldn't stop whimpering.

My whole body trembled more than ever the moment I tried to get into words, in my mouth to be pushed. A whimpering voice shakes his throat and releases words.

"Oh... my brother, he's... mad, etc., he can't be..."

I really don't want to believe it. Even if you know it's my fault, but still... someone with such a strong heart frustrated, etc.

I sincerely hope it is a mistake.

"... because of mine... eh... all the time... suffered... still unbroken,... no effort,... no grudge against me...,... my brother, sooooo..."

I want it to be a lie. I want you to laugh with your usual grin when you get home and laugh that you've been fooled. I want you to yell because you flew out of the country on your own.

"Huh... brother... why... together, I swear to God... My brother wanted me to... why... why... why won't you let me carry him with you?

I wanted to help, too.

I didn't want you to laugh like that.

By analogy, we wanted to live as the United Hanazoo kingdom together in any way.

To my brother, to my brother, I hate myself for not returning anything and being a burden to both of us in this place.

When I realized it, I didn't even know if it was a complaint to Pride or a disclosure to myself. Even tears overflowed, making it difficult to breathe like drowning. Yet words continue to overflow as if they had cut the weir without stopping.

"Why... why, it's my country..."! By... why did you leave my country... and what did you do? "

Help me...

Please, someone, anybody.

My brother, my brother, my country, my people...

"... okay.

Whimpering mingles violently, in unspoken mourning. Only her voice through the door seemed clear. In addition, I make my ears clear so that I can say it in a sweet way.

"All of it, let's get out of here.

Everything that matters to you. That's what she said. Her voice was clear as a fresh stream.

And most importantly, it came from that unmistakable word.

It was strength.

Though still overflowing with tears from his eyes, the body tremor stopped. Ringing his throat, he eats and ties his teeth as he covers his face with every forehead again.

I don't know why she can say that much. It's just that now it's time for me... to answer her words.

"... ugh... oh... ugh"

Protect, be sure.

... That's why I'm here now.